The Female (The Female #1)

by Invi Wright

He works with these men, and it’s been a while since they last saw my mom. It’s not often that ordinary men get to look at a female, and it’s considered rude of my dad to keep her hidden. I think that’s bullshit. Mom was lucky to have been purchased back when women were scarce but still relatively attainable.

saw a news segment on a woman who’d been sold to a group of twenty-seven men just last week.

“The auction begins in under an hour, and it’s time for you to shower and ready yourselves,” he announces. “Remain unclothed when you finish.”

“Silas is a fate, and Aziel is a Wrath.”

Fates are almost extinct and are rarely discussed in the media. I know they’re hunted because of their abilities and often tortured for the information they can see, but that’s about it.

“Aziel has never had sex,” he says, “and he can’t without creating a life bond. The royal Wrath lineage is too strong, and the fates gave him that weakness when he was born. It’ll keep him away from you. Gray pushes boundaries, but he won’t do anything you truly don’t want. If he grows too hungry, I’ll see to it that he gets fed from a different source.”

I know he will reject the offer, but I ask anyway. He hates when I suggest he let the incubus use lust to calm him, but it would make things so much easier if he just gave in to their bond. That’s the whole point of having a bonded mate. Somebody to bring you calm when you get worked up.

The air around us ripples, and Aziel materializes behind Nicolette a second later. He takes only a moment to look around, his eyes narrowing before his lips curl into a snarl and he shoves an arm through her back.

Aziel cocks his head to the side, scanning the man before he rips out his heart as he did to Nicolette.

Charlie flinches and pulls back her fist. Did she punch me? In the dick?

Aziel lets me kiss him, the first one we’ve ever shared, and I slide my tongue against his before pulling away and trailing my mouth down his neck. His pulse races, and I lick the spot where most demons choose to bite. Someday, he’ll let me sink my teeth into him, and this will be the spot that tells the world he’s mine.

“I do love you, Gray, and I’m willing to give you up if that will make you happy.”

Sometimes, he reminds me of one of those animals you find rooting around in your trash, searching for leftover food. If it’s cum, he’s there.